Bulma asked, "When is Oolong coming?"
A villager said, "Oolong said he'd come at noon today,
and told the old man to have his daughter ready with her dowry. He wouldn't stay long; he'd take her away right away...
But he's already taken several girls from the village, and no one knows whether they're alive or dead.
It's almost noon, and everyone's worried about whose daughter Oolong will set his sights on next, so they've all locked themselves indoors."
The girl's father looked at Son Mirai and pleaded, "Warrior, please, you have to defeat Oolong.
My daughter's really afraid of him. She doesn't want to be taken away...
That, that kind of scoundrel should just be killed."
Before Son Mirai could answer, another villager cut in, "No, no! You can't kill him here.
We have to find out where Oolong's lair is, or we'll never get our daughters back..."
Several other villagers chimed in, "R-right, my daughter was taken a long time ago, too.
Before we defeat Oolong, we have to find his lair..."
The little girl heard them arguing and seemed to realize they still meant to send her off as a child bride. She was on the verge of tears.
She tugged at her father's clothes and begged, "Daddy, I don't want to be taken away. I'm scared, boo-hoo..."
The farmer held his daughter tightly, heartbroken, afraid this might be the last time he ever saw her.
After all, Son Mirai looked tall and strong, but he was still built like an ordinary human.
But what kind of monster was Oolong? He was huge and powerful, like a little mountain.
The villagers didn't have the courage to resist.
Seeing how frightened the little girl was, Bulma had an idea.
"She doesn't have to go with him. I have a way to find his lair."
"Really?"
The girl asked eagerly, "Big sister, you really have a way?"
Everyone turned to look at Bulma.
Bulma looked Goku up and down, then glanced at the little girl. "Go find one of your pretty dresses."
The girl blinked. "My dress?"
Bulma nodded. "Yes, hurry."
A moment later, the girl brought over a little dress.
Bulma had Goku put it on.
Goku looked disgusted. "Bulma, why do I have to wear something so flowy? It's really uncomfortable..."
"Can't be helped. You're the right height!
"Listen carefully. You'll pretend to be this girl and go back with Oolong as if nothing's wrong. Then, once you're at his lair, take him down."
Goku nodded.
"Okay, got it!"
A moment later, the earth began to tremble.
Someone shouted, "Oolong's here!"
The villagers hurried back into their houses, and the street emptied in an instant.
Only the disguised Son Goku remained.
Before she shut the door, Bulma reminded him, "Goku, stick to the plan. Please!"
Goku sighed. "What a pain. Why not just take him out in one move?"
He clutched his lower abdomen. "Oh, man, I really need to pee!"
Goku looked around, spotted some bushes, pulled down his pants, and started peeing.
Just then, Oolong, transformed into a tall man, walked up behind Goku.
"Hee-hee-hee, I'm here to pick you up, pretty little girl!"
When he saw the bride he'd been looking forward to peeing in a stream three feet high,
he couldn't help shouting, "Aah! Why do you have one of those?!"
Goku was still peeing, but turned to look at him.
Their eyes met. Oolong was shocked.
"You brat! You tricked me! You're not the little girl from yesterday!"
"Transform!"
As he spoke, Oolong changed into a gigantic bull.
"Hey, you've made me mad! I'm really scary and really strong!"
Goku was still peeing and couldn't deal with him until he was done.
Seeing that Goku had been found out right away, Bulma covered her forehead. "Goku's such an idiot. He gave himself away the moment he saw Oolong."
The girl cried out in panic, "Oh no, the plan failed, and now Oolong's angry! What are we going to do...?"
The farmer realized Bulma was actually prettier than his daughter, and immediately came up with a brilliant idea.
He took his daughter by the hand. "Don't worry. That big sister's plan failed, so she'll take your place as the bride."
Bulma snapped, "Hey, don't decide that on your own! When did I ever say that?"
Son Mirai glanced at the farmer's selfish face and calmly shook his head.
It was just a childish game, and yet it had brought out the ugly truth about human nature.
As expected, becoming strong enough was the only real answer.
With Bulma's plan in ruins, she hurriedly called through the crack in the door, "Goku, new plan.
"Take Oolong down and make him tell us where his lair is."
Goku tilted his mouth into a smirk, shook off the last drops, and pulled up his pants.
"You should've said that from the start!"
With that, he tore off his shirt, grabbed the Power Pole, and prepared to attack.
Oolong recoiled in shock and tried to intimidate him. "Y-you brat, you're not running? Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Son Goku assumed a fighting stance. "Hmph, I'm strong. Bring it on!"
Having finally met someone who wouldn't back down, Oolong instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
His mind raced, and he transformed into an even bigger iron giant, holding a bowl of steaming noodles.
Goku blinked.
"Huh? Why'd you transform again?"
Oolong burst out laughing. "Ha-ha-ha! Well, are you scared now?"
"Give up already, or I'll dunk you in this steaming noodle soup and eat you!"
Seeing that Oolong had grown huge, ten times bigger than Goku, Bulma immediately turned to Son Mirai.
"The plan failed, and you're still standing there watching? Get out there and help kill him!"
Before Son Mirai could explain, Bulma kicked him out the door.
Son Mirai's face went dark.
Oolong was still trying to scare Goku.
Son Mirai walked straight up and said impatiently, "Goku, why are you wasting your time talking to this weakling?"
Then he threw a light punch at Oolong, sending a gust of wind whistling through the air.
With a loud Bang!, the giant Oolong had transformed into toppled over, kicking up a cloud of dust.
When the dust cleared, only a little pig lay quietly on the ground.
Goku blinked in surprise.
"So that's Oolong?"
Son Mirai nodded. "What else?"
"No wonder he kept telling me to surrender but wouldn't attack. He's this weak..."
Bulma came out of the house.
"So Oolong's real form is just a little pig!"
She remembered Son Mirai telling her earlier that he wouldn't need to step in; she could defeat Oolong on her own. Everything suddenly made sense.
But when she saw her own footprints on Son Mirai, Bulma said sheepishly, "Honey, I'm sorry about earlier. I got a little carried away..."
When they saw Oolong lying there, the villagers came out of their houses too.
"So he was all show!"
"We've been fooled by his scary appearance this whole time..."
Oolong slowly came to. Seeing the villagers glaring at him, he realized their attitude had completely changed after months of terrorizing them.
"W-what are you going to do...?"
A burly man stomped over and picked Oolong up like a chicken.
"You bastard! Give me back my daughter—and the dowry I spent twenty years saving!"
Other villagers joined in.
"Yeah! I don't even have a daughter, but he still made me pay him a lot of money!"
"Oolong, give back the money you extorted from me!"
In an instant, several villagers rushed at him.
"H-help..."
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